Smiles

Mama, there are so many lessons that you taught me as a child but one of my favorite memories is when you taught me how to smile. This one is for you.

You taught me how to show just enough light so that they might want more…
Isolated muscle movements that dangle at the edge of the lure…
How to be captivating beyond capture…
A tool of connection that surpasses all statures…
It is in the eyes,
It is in the cheeks,
It is in how your smile seeks…
Be gracious and be kind,
And don’t forget to curtsey, less you will be left behind.
To be feminine and be strong…
And to be cautious, don’t dangle that lure too long…
Motherly lessons and Motherly advice, some were spoken and some I learned by watching your eyes…
Don’t act out of haste, it will surely to lead to a waste…
Please and thank you won’t always do… so make sure you arent afraid to say that you are sorry when you are through…

Heart of Ice

May the artic ice take it’s tones… Allow the freeze to reach your bones… Brace yourself for a pain that rightfully belongs… My shards shall reach through your lungs… No warmth to avail… God help the pain that shall prevail… A suffering straight from hell… Never was there a warning to entail… Nor ever a survivor that lived to tell my tale.

Cavalier Tear

You disappeared quicker than the sight of my teddy bear.
Taking all that I held dear.
Leaving me behind drowning in fear.
No screams left for your ears to hear.
A road to a future paved in lace oh so sheer.
How else could I steer?

With view of my former self waving in the rear?
Full steam ahead drowning more and more with each dripping tear…
No condolences here just a cavalier smile from ear to ear.

TBI Goodbye

Good bye to the inflictions that abused me.

Good bye to the person I used to be.

Good bye to the guilt. 

For the I have a new life that I rebuilt. 

Good bye to the insults and insecurities in which consumed me. 

Good bye to your negativity that you have glued to me. 

Good bye to these chains that had locked my brain…

Good bye to anyone’s love that I can not gain. 

Spiritual Relief


Cry your tears…

Face your fears…

Allow the Will of God to be done…

Our childish instincts, are to run…

Feelings are meant to be felt…

Dealings are meant to be dealt…

Gamble your soul, your heart will surely fold…

My tellings are told…

No longer, will I be left out in the cold…